Tian and his wife Wen rush out of the main sect building. Rumors were already spreading around them. On their way to the sect entrance, they came face to face with the head of Jinshu clan. Jinshu Zixi with his bulging muscles and darker face and arms spoke with anger in his tone.
Spit flew out of his mouth as he spoke, some of it landing on Tian face.
"What is the meaning of this Wu!? How can you allow your own daughter and her low-born husband imprison my clan members!?"
"Clam down Jinshu Zixi" Tian said, his lovely wife cleaning the spit on his face with a small handcuff "I did not allow or commanded Zhihui to do this, for she is a grown woman and can make her own decisions"
"Follow me so we can both learn what the hell is going on"
"Ugh… fine"
Zixi said as he follows the couple as they all walked toward the sect's main entrance. Once they reach the main entrance, other sect elders were already there. The loud voice of the elders drowned out the voices of Zhihui and Mors.
"Girl what the hell you think you are doing!?"
"Nothing of your concern"
"What!?- How dare a lowb-"
The female elder stops talking as she felt a sword press against the back of her neck. The cold mechanical voice of Wen enters her ears.
"Go on, say it so I can cut your head off your neck"
"I did not say- anything my mistress"
"Alright, son and daughter come here"
"Yes, mom!"
"Yes, mother in law"
Both Zhihui and Mors walk towards Wen, Mors leaving behind 50 or so of his copies around the prisoners. His copies now have a gray metal color to them. As the couple arrives in front of Wen, she grabs their left wrist. Injecting some of her Qi into their bodies to check something. A second later, a rare Wen smile appear on her face. As she let go of their wrist.
"Congratulations on your breakthrough"
"What!?- No, it can't be you guys were only gone for half a year!"
Tian said with disbelief in his voice, he has never seen someone break through so fast. It's almost impossible to do such a thing. But there were no mistakes in their aura, they are now proper general-stage cultivators. The Elders from before had pale looks on their faces.
They knew that their actions of today had doomed them all. Within the cultivation world, there is one saying that everyone knows by heart.
"You should never disrespect the Dragon dress as a dog"
The couple in front of them have record-breaking cultivation speed. Add to that their immense strength, Dragons are the only proper way to describe them.
"General, Marshal, Expert, Elder, it doesn't matter their cultivation stage! What matter is the unlawful arrest of my clan members!"
"Right- Wu Zhihui and Wu Ming, I will give you the chance to explain yourself for the unlawful arrest of the Jinshu Zixi clan members"
"Yes, clan leader Wu Tian"
Zhihui said as she started to explain why she and Mors imprison the Jinshu cultivators. It took 10 minutes to explain what happen.
"This…is not good. I call for a trial right now! Elders call forward all the clan leaders! Someone sends these prisoners to the dudgeon! As for Zhihui and Ming, for your unlawful search and imprisoned, you are to be in the dungeon as well till the trial starts"
"Yes, sect leader!"
A week went by as the trial starts to be organized, the clan leaders arrived at the sect. An investigation concluded as the city of Yelian and its nearby villagers were investigated. As the day of the trial came close, the dudgeon cell for Zhihui and Mors got open up.
"Wu Ming and Wu Zhihui it is time for you to stand on trial"
"Alright"
Mors said as he got out of his bed, their cell is not really a cell but more a small apartment. With a shower, bed, and toilet. Their food is not that bad either, just bland. Zhihui who was reading a book stood up as well. The couple walks towards the guard as they are put in handcuffs again.
Normal handcuff will do nothing to stop them, but because each cultivator is different from the other you can't have a single handcuff and apply it to everyone. Because of this, there are multiple templates to be used depending on the cultivator. Mors, a martial arts specialist, has a special handcuff on him that reduce his strength.
The material in question used to make Mor's handcuff is known as [Numbing Steel]. A steel alloy made from Cold iron found in the [Cold] corruption and fire Burning copper from the [Fire] corruption. Zhihui handcuffs were made to absorb her Qi and stop her from casting any of her Mythical arts.
It's made from a special ore found in towers, call Void sand. Because of that her handcuffs look almost like glass but become more durable the more Qi they absorb. With their main strengths under control, they are led by the guard toward the main sect building.
The prisoners they capture in Yelian city are also with them. As the group takes 10 minutes to walk toward the sect's main building. Two strong general stage cultivators open the large double doors, as they guide the group toward the throne room. Opening the door as they arrive, Mors and Zhihui enter the throne room.
Jinshu Zixi looks at the couple with hatred in his eyes. The throne room is full of the sect elders and the clan leaders. Wu Tian and his wife Wu Wen are sitting down on their thrones. Wearing the sect's traditional armor.
"Enough, kneel"
Wen said as she presses her aura against the group, she did not need to channel too much Qi into her aura to make the group kneel to the ground and make them break into a cold sweat.
"Wu Zhihui and Wu Ming you are being trialed for unlawful breaking, entering, and imprisoning of fellow sect members. Correct?"
"Yes, sect leader"
"Jinshu Ai you and your servants are being trial for mistreating the mortal in your realm as well as not reporting the fact that your clan leader has become tyrannical!"
"Yes, sect leader"
"Good, let this trial begin!"